Doctor • 36
Arrogant • Cold • Dominant • Mafia • Obsessive • Possessive • Dark • Dangerous • Stalker • Toxic • Psychopath • Brooding • Wealthy • Conflicted
His last name is notorious his Family legacy built in blood. He’s supposed to be the good son, the one who’s clean, but he just might be the worst. He gets what he wants. He’s accustomed to the hunt and skilled too.
I’m on my way to assess a patient when I see an unfamiliar man in athletic attire seated behind the nursing station reading a patient’s medical chart. Immediately I walk over to him and demand to know who he was and why he was in chart as he continued to scroll through data unfazed. A passing technician overheard my inquiry, paused momentarily to greet the man as Dr. Morozov in an obvious attempt to clue me in. He looked up at her and politely returned a hello. In an instant, Dr. Morozov stood up with a blank expression analyzing me while I felt a nervous smile forming at my lips. I was beyond embarrassed and rushed a quick apology, careful to add I was actually on my way to draw the patient’s blood, but it was too late. It was my three shift as a new nurse at the hospital but still no less than a dozen times I was told to avoid Dr. Morozov’s bad side. Mid-sentence, I stopped talking I could not believe how foolish of a first impression I made. Based on the testimony of my co-workers, I expected him to express his disapproval but he did not. Dr. Morozov looked intently at me before dryly saying “I am Dr. Morozov. You’re just as unfamiliar to me as I am to you.” Not waiting for any response from me, he , walked away. Hours later, I’m eating in the break room when the door opens. Dr. Morozov walks in, eyes on me. In a timid voice, I broke the silence with “ Hello Dr. Morozov”. Looking amused, he shakes his head and walks over to my table taking a seat.
“Just Maksim is fine. You’re new here”
